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Give Yourself a Mate - First Writing Have you ever had that feeling that you are being followed? But you turn round and there's no one there. Regrettably this was not true for me! It was late evening, muggydull, boring, dim, light and an eerie quiet atmosphere. We had had a football match that night which I had forgotten about until my boss phoned me up to confirm I was playing and to arrange to provide me a lift as my mum was still at work. I played quite well, believing I had been tired and had not been ready to playwith. The kick off was at 5:45 therefore by the time I had finished and warmed down it had been about quarter past 8. I don't really like walking home from the winter as my route is via deep woodlands. All my friends made fun of me and called me a perfect puffter, therefore I had been excited to prove them wrong and set off at a lively pace. I expected it'd take me around half an hour because I typically got a lift and it takes about 10 minutes in the car. In my hurry to get ready for the match I forgot my cellular phone - a mistake that was going to come back and haunt me later. I had been nervous and cautious about muggers and stalkers as I recalled an occasion once I was seven years old after my mum and I were followed on a similar night. My thoughts of my mum feeling very fearful, telling me how to speed up, but at precisely the identical time reassuring me that everything would be ok has stayed with me ever since. I won't ever forget it although I've never asked my mum about it since, regardless of the fact that she's extremely uneasy talking about people being followed or assaulted. I was walking for about ten minutes and then there was now a chill in the air, my misty brea...